Death Comes In A Flash, And That's

I Look For A Thematic Idea Running Through My Movies And I See That It's The Outsider Struggling For Recognition. I Realize That All My Life I've Been An Outsider, And Above All, Being Lonely But Never Realizing It.

Mean Streets Dealt With The American Dream, According To Which Everybody Thinks They Can Get Rich Quick, And If They Can't Do It By Legal Means Then They'll Do It By Illegal Ones.

You've Got To Love Something Enough To Kill It.

The Cinema Began With A Passionate, Physical Relationship Between Celluloid And The Artists And Craftsmen And Technicians Who Handled It, Manipulated It, And Came To Know It The Way A Lover Comes To Know Every Inch Of The Body Of The Beloved. No Matter Where The Cinema Goes, We Cannot Afford To Lose Sight Of Its Beginnings.

The First Element That I Connected With Was The Emotion. Sorry, That's How It Goes.